Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

So... as you may kniw, I have been having problems with my internet, well it finally just ******** up and broke, yes? That is why I am using a library computer at the moment to type this.

Aaany way, this is how my day frelling started.

I was up all night thanks to a moose who happened into my yard. All the dogs of the neighborhood were barking they goram lungs out while it just ate our garden. Then, I had a dentists appoitment at about seven. No sleep for me, oh no, not a single second of my night was spent with my eyes even closed.

Then I had a headache from not only my lack of sleep and the still barking dogs, but there was still a moose in my front yard and the internet still wasn't working.

So I try to connect, it worked the other day, and even last night. Why shouldn't it now, but no. I have no such luck. I spent four hours, not only getting screamedout of the house by both parents, who always assume these kind of things are my fault, but by the fact that I have no way to tell any of my friends that I will not be online for a bit.

So, I concieved the idea to call the geek squad, which only unearths more yelling and my father believeing that if he doesn't fix the cimputer he is less of a man then he was five minutes before. (I use so a lot don't I?)

Then I decided, it wasn't too cold out, I would bike to the mall to go to the library and use the computer there, and get some shopping while I am at it. My hair needs to be cut, etc. But lo and behold, the tires to all three of my family's bikes are flat. But the bus lines were running still! No such luck. The closest route to my house is about a mile away, not bad, but the next one if five. And the bus that ran close to my house, engine troublw. Just my luck.

Now, incredibly pissed and aggrivated as you may imagine, I once again brave my yelling family, steal a cup of coffee or two, and hike to the damn mall, that is arount 10 miles away. It wasn't bad considering the hobo's trying to molest me the whole way there. "No I don't have any ******** money. Leave me the hell alone!"

And, as it turns out, the hair place is closed today for renovations and I am s**t broke. No shopping for me. I hikes ten friggin miles to use the computer, where I am now, not interested on walking back again.

And I still have tennis to go to later. Joy.